Tang Hao Entrusts His Son, Yu Xiaogang Is Embarrassed

With that thought, Tang Hao turned and left, heading for Yu Xiaogang's dormitory.

Knock! Knock!

In Yu Xiaogang's room, there came a knock at the door.

Yu Xiaogang was puzzled. Tang San should have gone home already. Who would be looking for him at this time? Setting down the book in his hand, he said calmly, "Come in."

"Hello, Master." Tang Hao's voice was low and somewhat hoarse. He glanced quickly at Yu Xiaogang, then froze for a moment when he saw his thick green hair, though he swiftly recovered.

For some reason, when Tang Hao looked at him, Yu Xiaogang's entire body instinctively tensed. Even his Soul Power unconsciously spread throughout his body.

"You are?" Yu Xiaogang slowly rose to his feet, his eyes full of confusion. He did not know this man.

Tang Hao was dressed entirely in black and looked utterly disheveled, so it was no wonder Yu Xiaogang did not recognize him.

Tang Hao said calmly, "Come to think of it, Yu Xiaogang, it has been twenty years since we last met, hasn't it? Looking like this, it is no wonder you do not recognize me. My name is Tang Hao."

"Tang Hao?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically. He stared fixedly at the man before him. "You said... you are Hao..."

Tang Hao waved his hand dismissively, stopping Yu Xiaogang from continuing. "There is no need to mention old titles. Yu Xiaogang—no, I should call you Master. We crossed paths a few times in the past. Others may think you are merely a madman, but I know you are a persistent man."

Yu Xiaogang calmed down. "It seems my guess was correct. You truly are Xiao San's father. He has already gone home. Why are you here?"

Tang Hao nodded and said indifferently, "Precisely because he went home, I came here. I know you took him as your disciple. As his father, I should have come to see you long ago. I am leaving, and he is my only concern. Therefore, I hope to entrust Xiao San to you."

"You are leaving? Where are you going? He is your son."

Tang Hao remained cold. "He is also your disciple. I have reasons I must leave, and things I must do. He will not find happiness following me. I have no other requests. Let him choose his own life."

Master took a deep breath. "I do not know what happened to you, but I can see that Xiao San is deeply attached to you. Do you not think leaving like this is too cruel to him?"

Tang Hao said calmly, "He chose to walk an extraordinary path. Staying with me would be what is truly cruel to him. Fine, I have said what I came to say. No matter when it is, remember this—he is the son of Tang Hao."

After saying that, Tang Hao raised his hand and flicked it. A pitch-black token landed on the table before Yu Xiaogang with a clang. It was exactly like the one Master had shown when he brought Tang San into the Soul Hunting Forest, except this token bore six symbols.

Tang Hao was about to turn and leave when he thought of Wang Feng. He looked back and asked, "Earlier, I met a boy the same age as Xiao San. He has exceptional talent. I had originally intended to take him as my disciple, but I do not have time to teach him. I hope you can accept him as your disciple and have him grow closer to Xiao San. I believe you understand what I mean."

"Oh? Where is this boy?"

Yu Xiaogang was very interested in the youth Tang Hao mentioned. Anyone Tang Hao considered worthy of taking as a disciple had to possess excellent talent.

"At the back mountain of Notting Academy. He should still be there now."

The back mountain of Notting Academy?

Yu Xiaogang thought about it. In all of Notting Academy, only Xiao Wu had talent comparable to Tang San's. But Xiao Wu had already gone home with Tang San, so who was Tang Hao referring to?

Yu Xiaogang immediately forgot about Wang Feng. In his eyes, without his guidance, even if Wang Feng's first Spirit Ring was a hundred-year one, he would still end up useless.

Curious, Yu Xiaogang followed Tang Hao. He wanted to see which genius had caught Tang Hao's eye.

The two soon arrived at the back mountain of Notting Academy. When Yu Xiaogang saw that person, he was instantly stunned.

"It is him. The power of the soul skill he unleashed at such a young age was astonishing. If you take him as your disciple, along with my son Tang San, some of your theories will surely be proven in the future."

Tang Hao naturally knew why Yu Xiaogang had taken his son Tang San as a disciple. But to him, it was not a problem. After all, many of Yu Xiaogang's theories meant nothing to people like them.

Moreover, when Yu Xiaogang had helped Tang San obtain his first Spirit Ring, Tang Hao had been watching from nearby.

The reason he had not appeared was simply because he wanted to see whether Yu Xiaogang was sincere toward Tang San.

Fortunately, when danger arose, Yu Xiaogang had not abandoned his son and fled. Instead, he had taken the initiative to face it. Otherwise, his status as Master would have ended there.

"Wang Feng... how could it be him?"

Seeing Wang Feng, Yu Xiaogang's expression became somewhat unnatural. He had never expected that the disciple his idol Tang Hao wanted him to accept would be Wang Feng.

"It seems Master already knows him. That makes things easier. With your eyesight, you should be able to see that his talent is exceptional. Take him as your disciple, and you will not be disappointed."

"All right, I still have matters to attend to, so I will leave first. I trust you can handle the matter of taking him as a disciple."

Yu Xiaogang had managed to sweet-talk even his own son into becoming his disciple, so Tang Hao believed convincing one more would not be a problem.

With that, Tang Hao turned and left, leaving Yu Xiaogang standing there with an awkward expression.

Wang Feng's talent was outstanding. Of course Yu Xiaogang knew that. After all, if Wang Feng had not possessed great talent, Yu Xiaogang would never have wanted to take him as a disciple in the first place.

But ever since Wang Feng rejected him, Yu Xiaogang's opinion of him had worsened and worsened.

Furthermore, Wang Feng had asked Director Wang to help him obtain his first Spirit Ring, which had made Yu Xiaogang lose face.

He did not have the slightest favorable impression of Wang Feng, who refused to listen to him.

That was why he had concluded that Wang Feng was destined to become useless. How could he take someone destined to become useless as his disciple? Tang Hao must have misjudged him. Yes, that had to be it.

"Hmm? Yu Xiaogang, why is he here?"

As soon as Tang Hao left, Wang Feng, who had been cultivating in the distance, immediately sensed Yu Xiaogang and turned to look.

Could he have come looking for me? Has he still not given up on taking me as his disciple?

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's green hair, Wang Feng pondered for a moment before walking over.

"Master, did you come looking for me?"

"No. I was merely taking a walk around the back mountain."

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang turned around and left with a dark expression.

He already had Tang San, a disciple with Innate Full Soul Power and twin martial souls. He no longer cared about Wang Feng.

After all, without his guidance, even if Wang Feng possessed Innate Full Soul Power, his martial soul had appeared for the first time in history. He would still become useless in the future.

Yu Xiaogang had great faith in his own subjective judgment, just as he believed his theories would surely be proven through Tang San.

Shaking his head, Wang Feng cared even less about Yu Xiaogang.

What use could a useless errand runner possibly be?

He had already learned nearly everything he could at the junior academy. He planned to cultivate for a while longer, then go out to gain experience after breaking through to level twenty. To accomplish his goals, powerful strength was indispensable.

At Holy Soul Village, Tang San was devastated when he learned that his father had left.

He had never had many relatives to begin with. Now that his father had also left, he could not help looking at the soft and adorable Xiao Wu. "Xiao Wu, are you willing to be my little sister?"

"Ah! Little sister?"

"Yes, little sister. I want you to be my little sister, and then I will protect you for the rest of my life."

Tang San spoke firmly, concealing his affection for the adorable Xiao Wu.

"Protect me for the rest of my life? Then what if, in the future, many people want to kill me, and you cannot defeat them? What would you do?"

Tang San said calmly, "Then they will have to step over my corpse first."

Xiao Wu fell silent.

No matter how grand a vow was, if it could not be fulfilled, it was merely useless nonsense.

"Big brother."

After a moment, whether because of the world's force of correction or something else, Xiao Wu still called out just as she had in the original story.

Having finally gained the adorable Xiao Wu's acceptance, tears of joy streamed from the corners of Tang San's eyes. His hands trembled with excitement as he hugged Xiao Wu tightly. "Thank you, little sister."

His father had left, but now he had gained a little sister.

Holding six-year-old Xiao Wu in his arms, even Tang San's adult soul from his previous life trembled with excitement.

He merely regarded Xiao Wu as his little sister and wanted to protect her, that was all. He absolutely had no improper thoughts.

If Wang Feng had been there and seen Tang San like this, he would definitely have shouted, "Tang San, your expression right now is so creepy!"

After calming down, Tang San released Xiao Wu. Thinking of Wang Feng, he asked with a smile, "Little sister, what do you think of Wang Feng?"

"Wang Feng? Hmph, he still owes me a fight."

Thinking of it, Xiao Wu became furious.

Every time she challenged Wang Feng to fight, he refused her.

After being rejected by him again and again, having a one-on-one fight with Wang Feng had become one of Xiao Wu's goals.

She had to defeat Wang Feng.

"Uh, Xiao Wu really does like fighting."

Tang San said helplessly. Then, thinking of Wang Feng's relationship with his teacher, he reminded her, "Xiao Wu, we should have less contact with Wang Feng in the future."

"Why? Wang Feng and I get along very well. Why should I suddenly have less contact with him?" Xiao Wu looked at Tang San in confusion.

Because I do not like you being too close to other men, especially Wang Feng, Tang San thought. Seeing Xiao Wu looking at him, he gave an awkward smile, scratched his head, and said, "Because I noticed that Wang Feng usually likes cultivating alone. We should not disturb him. That would be very rude."

"Oh, so that is how it is." Xiao Wu smiled and believed Tang San's explanation. "Wang Feng really does like cultivating alone, and sometimes I feel like there is something strange about him."

"What is strange?"

"It is like... I feel there is something on him that attracts me. It is very special."

Xiao Wu told Tang San that whenever she was with Wang Feng, he always made her laugh happily. That was also why she liked spending time with him.

"I see!" Tang San thought for a while but could not figure anything out, so he could only put it aside.